
The last edition of The Kick-About was prompted by the idea of ‘self-portraits’. I gave myself ninety-minutes (and some silver face paint) to play some games with the textures of my fifty-year old face. I look rather unhappy in this set of iterations—with a hint of werewolf—as I scrunched my face to reveal as many of its crevices as possible. In that very last image, I am some kind of bearded baby-monster, so not ‘self-portraits’ really, but a continuation of my interest in physical transformations of the unflattering kind.








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